Your canon grows, you cannot swallow.
For every book there’s not a hollow
big enough to fill with worthless words.
May every page you read be precious
sweet, important and delicious
May every poet be another blossom
in the library — your cosmos.
May every book you shun be rubbish
that shouldn’t have been published.
May every day and night be cherished
and not a syllable be perished.
May every book you read be diamonds
a gem among the thousands.
So let your canon make you sated
conscious, good and not frustrated.
Paul asks us to write a blessing poem for dVerse. I wanted to direct my poem to anyone who believes that there are too many books in the world to read. Also linked to the open platfoem at toads
June 27, 2017